Why are you spreading rumours, you daft besom?
It ain't rumours iffin' it's true!
You know as well as I do that Esme Weatherwax does not have crushes like some wee lost bonnie.
That's what you say now...
That's what I say always!
No, that's just rage colourin' my cheeks.
Oh, I'm used to that, Esme. It's a nice colour for you.
Talking about yourself in the third person is never a good sign.
Young man, if I want your hoity-toity wizard opinion, I'll go drinkin' with Nanny first.
I fail to see the connection between a naked drinking fest and my in-depth commentary.
Maybe she's not impressed with your knob, Stibby.
I AM VERY HAPPY THAT MISTRESS WEATHERWAX HAS FOUND HERSELF A MATE. IT IS IMPORTAN TO DO IN LIFE.
THAT, AND LAUNDRY OF COURSE.
I haven'ted found myself a mate! I ain't a-matin'!
Laundry is more important, actually.
That's understandable. You were listenin' to Gytha, after all.
ER. SO YOU'RE NOT MATING, THEN.
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE, YOU KNOW. I'VE GOT CONNECTIONS.
PEOPLE HAVE OFTEN MENTIONED THE IDEA OF DRIVING SOMEONE CRAZY.
I DOUBT THEY MEANT IN THE WAY I SEEM TO HAVE BROUGHT IT ABOUT.
I've got a knob on the end.
Would you mind showin' it off?
Uh oh. Three exclamation points.
You know what that means.
Tell me something: do you wizards have nothing better to do than comment on my personal life?
The portly one started it.
I ain't portly 'cept when I've got extra money or if I can get our Jason to fetch me some o' the good stuff.
Reminds me of the song "A wizard's staff has a knob on the end..."
No use for clobbering in my opinion though...should have a spike or sumthin...
Coo! I love that song!
Do you know the one about the hedgehog?
I think I have been warned against singing that with you....